Rong Qing’s purpose here is not only to investigate the case, but also to protect himself.

If he had thought Yang Yun had no courage to kill the imperial envoy before, then after this, he would no longer doubt the other party's ruthlessness and determination.

Even the county magistrate Huang Lue was dead, and this place was Yang Yun's territory. It was obvious that Li Yan, Wu Yi and others obeyed Yang Yunyan. In this case, it would be too easy to die silently by Rong Qing.

As for whether the cause of death was washed away by the flood, or whether it was unevenly divided with Huang Lue, after Rong Qing died, Yang Yun could always make up a perfect reason. He was a royal relative, and the emperor and the empress always had to give some face. Even if they found a censor to investigate, the other party might not be a hard-working person who would not be able to do anything, and there would be even more room for operation.

All the variables are that Cui doesn't go. Only when Cui doesn't go can he be safe.

The group sat in the official post. Rong Qing was still in shock. Cui Buqu seemed to read out his thoughts and poured another bucket of cold water without mercy.

"Two people have been broken by my side, and you have seen them. They dare to kill me. If I can't find anything in the past two and a half days, I can't explain to Your Majesty, Yang Yun will use you as a raft." Cui Buqu said meaningfully, "What you think or not can't think of can happen."

Rong Qing felt cold in his heart.

"How could they be so bold? Just to embezzle disaster food?!"

Feng Xiao chuckled and said, "This is the same as why not eat meat minced meat! The granary is the national meridian. Do you know that the annual price of disaster grain is comparable to gold. Gold may not be exchanged for life-threatening grain. Even if the flood recedes, the grain can be stocked up and will not deteriorate for ten or eight years, and you can also replace valuable things."

Rong Qing also realized that he had lost his words, his face was slightly hot, and he couldn't help asking, "What?"

Cui Bulu: "Salt, iron."

Rong Qing said in a lost voice: "Does he want to rebel?"

When he first arrived here, he thought the disaster was serious and was afraid that local officials would slack their posts, so he wanted to stare his eyes into lanterns to supervise them. Later, Rong Qing gradually felt that things were not as simple as he thought. The officials colluded and colluded, and it seemed that there was still suspicion of embezzling disaster food. But he never expected that these people were so crazy that the development of the matter was far beyond his expectations.

"It may not be necessary to rebel, but corruption cannot escape." Cui Bugu said that, looking at Feng Xiao, "I would like to ask the second master of Feng's mansion, why did you come here in person?"

Feng Xiao sighed: "Little Cui Langjun, we can meet old friends in a foreign land. Do you just talk to old friends in this questioning tone?"

Cui Buqi smiled slightly: "So I know that if you don't say it now, you have to hold it in your strength, and don't say it in the future. Anyway, the person who is threatened by life is not me. At worst, when Zuo Yuewei arrives, I pat my butt and leave. Poor, this Jingshi Rong will take countless blame, and maybe even lose his life."

Rong Qing's body shook and suddenly looked at Feng Xiao. A square face with a font and a small animal's grievance and pitiful look was revealed.

Unfortunately, Feng Xiao even said that Feng Xiao cut it off, let alone felt pity for Rong Qing, a big man.

His gaze fell from head to end on Cui Buququ, especially Cui Buquququ was cut by the string just now and had no time to change his clothes. He couldn't linger, and he was ambiguity and lingering, almost turning into substance, burning Cui Buquququququ's skin.

Cui Buqu’s face turned dark.

The same is true for teasing cats and foxes. It is a pleasure to jump around with the reed poles in their hands. But when the other party is amused, he has to stop when he sees the claws. It is a trivial matter to be caught in his hands. If the other party takes revenge, it will be a loss.

Feng Xiao's face turned apart: "Before I came here, I received an anonymous letter."

He took out the letter and placed it on the table.

Cui didn't pick it up and expand it.

There are only two lines of sixteen characters above.

It is a tall hill, like a house.

A rare jade gall is what you want.

The first two sentences come from "Records of the Grand Historian", referring to Fangling, which is now Guangqian County.

Rong Qing may not understand the last two sentences, but Cui Buqu and Feng Xiao knew that they were talking about Tianchi Jade Gauntlet.

"Is it the handwriting of that old man?" Feng Xiao asked.

Cui didn't know that he pointed at Fan Yun.

"He can't tell if he has several kinds of calligraphy in running, regular, cursive and seal script. But the person who knows the whereabouts of Tianchi's jade gall is either him or the person on the Thirteenth Floor of Yunhai."

Feng Xiao spread his hands: "So, if you don't come here to see it in person, wouldn't it be like me?"

Cui Bugu raised his eyebrows: "Li Shisi?"

Feng Xiao smiled and said, "I happened to find out that Li Shisi, a descendant of the Li family, could not make a living in his hometown. He was sent to the county town to help him. He took the opportunity to change the day and replaced him with his identity. He should thank me. If he was on his own, how could he get the eye of the eldest son of the Li family in just a few days and take it for himself?"

Although Feng Xiao has not yet been able to participate in the core affairs of the Li family, he is skillful and indirect, and has also heard a lot of useful information, such as the weirdness of Qixia Villa.

Li Shisi's identity has been used well, and it is really a good secret chess. Unfortunately, his identity has been exposed now, and he can only turn his mind into the dark again.

Feng Xiao looked at Cui Bugui, and the meaning was very obvious: It’s time for you to say it now.

Cui Buqu said slowly: "Half a month ago, after I received the list you gave me, I targeted a few people, one of which was Yang Yun."

"From Yang Yun, I found strange, and then checked his political achievements in Guangqian County in the past few years, and then discovered something even more strange."

Cui Buqun is not a fussy person. He said it was strange and that must be enough to be surprising.

Fengxiao leaned on his cheek and slapped his eyes and laziness.

Cui Buqun was too lazy to look at him, and his eyes turned naturally to Rong Qing, but saw that the latter was confused. He had to resist the urge to beat someone and turn his eyes back.

Feng Xiao chuckled.

Cui did not listen but ignored it, and said, "There have been many disasters in this place since ancient times. Therefore, since the first year of Kaihuang, Yang Yun submitted a memorial on the grounds that heavy rains flooded the farmland and poor grain harvests, and proposed a policy of exempting taxes on donating grain. That is, he ordered local large households to donate grain to provide disaster relief, and the court exempted them from the taxes for the coming year, so that they could be self-sufficient and did not require relief from the court."

Hearing this, Rong Qing let out a soft voice.

He remembered that this was indeed true.

At that time, the emperor was very happy and praised Yang Yun for coming up with such a way, which not only helped the court solve its problems, but also was particularly different from other counties and counties, so there was no need for the court to pay. Of course, the emperor's praise might have the meaning of "our family also has promising children." In short, Rong Qing remembered that the emperor wanted to issue an order to promote Yang Yun, but he politely declined, saying that there were court rules for the promotion and did not want to vary from person to person. Not only did the emperor not care about his arrogance, he appreciated it more.

Even if there is no promotion beyond the level, in a few years, Yang Yun will rise steadily and rise to the top, and will still be able to take over the center and gain power.

"But," at this moment, Choi Buqu interrupted his random thoughts.

"I sent someone to check that the rain fell two years ago in Guangqian County, but it did not cause such floods this year, which means there is no need to donate grain at all."

Rong Qing was stunned.

Cui Buqun said word by word: "Since there is no need to donate grain, Yang Yun took the tax exemption from the court to ask those big households to donate grain. Where did the food go? After this year's flood, the court allocated disaster food, but Huang Lue said it was not enough. Since it was not enough, why not use the food that had been hoarded in the previous two years?"

Rong Qing murmured: "In other words, since two years ago, Yang Yun has been deceiving the court, and all the food has been put into his own pocket?"

"Maybe." Cui Bulu said, "No matter what the truth is, Huang Lue must be one of the insiders or even participants. Otherwise, he would not have been killed. But Huang Lue alone would not be able to build such a big stall and help Yang Yun take care of everything, so Li Yanwuyi and the others are likely to be in it."

Feng Xiao said: "Yes. The Li family and the Ding family should have benefited by donating some of the food to exempt taxes. They are also on the same boat as Yang Yun."

Rong Qing stood up and said excitedly: "Then we should try every means to pry the opening from Li Yan and Wuyi, and Qixia Villa. Since there is disaster food hidden there, it will definitely not be able to transfer all of them for a while. Now we will bring people here and surround the villa, and it is still time to do so!"

Feng Xiao shook his head: "It's too late."

Not long after he finished speaking, Xiao Liu, who was supposed to be inquiring about the news outside, hurried in from outside the door, sweating profusely.

"Langjun, I heard that the fire broke out in the north of the city, so it was a big deal!"

Rong Qing's heart skipped a beat and couldn't help but look at Feng Xiao and the others: "Where is the north of the city?"

Xiao Liu gestured: "I heard it was halfway up the mountain. From the perspective, it should be near Qixia Villa. It was so big that there was smoke everywhere in the city. You said there was a lot of water outside, but there was a fire on the other side. It was really a disaster!"

Rong Qing didn't care about anything else, so he got up and ran out of the official post. Without the need for guidance from others, he himself saw the black smoke rising from the north of the city. He knew that the fire was not small at first sight. Even if someone put out the fire, it would be difficult to extinguish it for a while, not to mention that some people were hoping that the fire would burn more and more vigorously and burn everything.

Those foods...

When Rong Qing thought about how many victims could be saved by the food, he felt very sorry.

After this fire, Qixia Villa must have found nowhere to be found, and a key clue was interrupted.

Two days left.

Yang Yun, a local snake who has been in business for many years, can he do anything in two days?

Rong Qing suddenly felt confused.

This confusion lasted until the evening.

After everyone met, they were all busy with their own things.

Guan Shanhai and Qiao Xian need to recover from their injuries.

Feng Xiao regained his true colors and left Guanyi to find Huang Lue's relatives. Although this may not be helpful, it is difficult to guarantee that Huang Lue would leave any new clues during his lifetime.

Cui Buqun was investigating Li Yan and Wu Yi, who were also key figures in the disaster and food case, but they did not exist in isolation. Cui Buqun knew that Li Yan had kept an outdoor room outside without hiding the tigress at home, which was also likely to be an extension of the clue.

As for Rong Qing, he was writing a memorial to the emperor.

Although the case is far from clear, he did not know what he would be like in two days. In order to avoid Yang Yun covering up the sky, this memorial that was handed over to the emperor to deal with was very necessary.

Rong Qing sat in the yard in a daze.

He was thinking about something.

Just as the enemy is powerful, he cannot hide all the food. Although Qixia Villa was burned, there were still some clues left behind. What about the victims?

Guangqian County is the county seat of Guangqian County. The surrounding disaster victims were desperate and would definitely run to the county town to ask for help. Yang Yun and others could not silence everyone. There would definitely be some survivors. Where are these survivors?

If one or two of them can be found, these people are living witnesses.

Xiaoliu is here.

He was holding a stew pot in his hand.

"Mr. Langjun, you haven't eaten well these days, and you haven't slept well. Everyone has lost weight. I borrowed their kitchen and stewed a portion of pigeon soup for you. Drink it while it's hot!" Xiao Liu said in a rough voice.

Smelling the fragrance of pigeon soup, Rong Qing ended up dazed, raised her spirits slightly, and smiled and said, "Well, I haven't tried your skills since I came out, I have to try it."

He lifted the lid and took a deep breath.

"What's so fragrant?"

But Cui didn't go.

The door was not closed, he walked in directly from outside.

Rong Qing was embarrassed to enjoy it alone, so he pushed the stew pot out.

"It's pigeon soup, Mr. Cui will take a bite?"

Cui Bulu glanced at him, and was not polite: "Okay!"

He held the stewing pot in both hands and lowered his head to drink it. A cold light flashed behind him, but Xiao Liu handed out a dagger, silently stabbing Cui Bugui's heart!
Chapter completed!